This is a song about "Nobel peace prize"

Killin mother fuckers like as if in the end i get a prize

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

Right flows down and they might go nice

You not gone find your peace

They getting nice, they got some ice

And see that she is the real #1 prize

Your blind eyes to the prize i've dyed in mixtures/

Talking caramel with them asses like the strippers

So much for that peace prize fuckin hypocrite

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

Not hungry for my poetry

To legitimize the prize money

Steal your love with ease

Whatever im bored so peace

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

You're my grand prize only on my second try